Searching for Harmony (Boston Love 1)

Nodding, Harmony said, “Yeah. I think it all started when my older brother Jake decided he wanted to be a doctor. I didn’t think I was smart enough for medical school, so I thought nursing would be a great pick.”

Wes was about to ask something else when a brunette walked up and asked him to dance. Grabbing his bottle of beer, he got up, wrapped his arm around her waist, and led her out to the dance floor.

Taking a quick look around the club, I saw Finn all up on a girl as they danced. Pointing at him, I said to Harmony, “I’d bet you a hundred bucks he’s already told her he is a firefighter.”

Harmony laughed as she took a sip of her soda. “It is rather sexy. The whole firefighter thing.”

I lifted my eyebrows and smiled. “Really? Well, would you like to dance with one?”

Chewing on her lower lip, she asked, “Are you asking me to dance?”

Standing, I held out my hand. Taking her hand in mine, I pulled her up and prayed like hell she didn’t notice how sweaty my hands were. I had no idea why I was so nervous, but the more Harmony and I opened up to each other, the more nervous I became.

As we walked out to the dance floor, I saw at least three guys eye-fucking Harmony. Bringing her closer to me, I grabbed her hand and spun her around as she laughed. Pulling her back to me, I kissed her quickly on the lips. “I want every asshole in this place to know you’re mine.”

Harmony’s eyes darkened as she pushed her hand up into my hair and pulled my lips back down to hers. I wasn’t sure how long we stood there and kissed. Someone bumped my arm, causing me to pull away. Turning, I looked at Finn, who was laughing.

“Dude, the dance floor is meant for dancing, not kissing.”

The song changed and “Beg for It” began playing. Harmony raised her eyebrow and said, “You wouldn’t make me beg for it, would you, Mr. Ward?”

Pulling her to me, I placed my lips against her ear and said, “I think hearing you beg might be a major turn-on.”

Harmony gave me a naughty smile and began dancing. Holy shit. Not only is she beautiful, she can dance, too.

Looking up to the heavens, I prayed for strength.

Harmony was moving her hips in a sinful way as I smiled and moved right along with her. Turning around, Harmony pushed her ass into me as I grabbed her hips. I closed my eyes as I let a moan slip out.

Fucking hell. This girl is driving me mad with desire.

Turning back around, Harmony wrapped her arms around me as she kept moving against me. My hands moved over her body as we danced close together.

The song changed to Sam Hunt’s “Make You Miss Me.” Pulling Harmony into my arms, we slowed the dance down. I wasn’t sure where all of this was leading, but I hoped like hell Harmony was on the same path as I was.

Her head was resting on my chest as we danced. Pulling back some, she looked into my eyes. I quickly became aware of my heartbeat as the hairs on my arms raised. Harmony’s eyes were laced with passion and fear. Placing my hand on the side of her face, I slowly stroked her soft skin with my thumb as her breathing quickened.

Placing her hand over mine, Harmony closed her eyes. “Preston, don’t let me push you away. Promise me you won’t let me push you away.”

My knees felt weak as my eyes searched her face. Opening her eyes, a single tear rolled down her face. I brushed it away as I said, “I promise you, Harmony.”

When the song finished, I walked Harmony back over to the table. “Do you want a drink, Harmony?” I asked. She gave me a smile that quickly grew.

“Are you trying to loosen me up, Preston?”

Before pulling her chair out, I leaned over and gently kissed her as I whispered against her lips, “Trust me, sweetheart, I have a much better idea for how I would loosen you up.”

Harmony grabbed my arms as she appeared to steady herself. “I think I’ll take that drink now.”

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Harmony and I had sat at the table for at least an hour just talking. We mostly talked about my job and her schooling as she nursed the Bud Light I had set in front of her an hour ago.

Every now and then, Angie would make an appearance to check in. Wes had all but disappeared, and I was pretty sure he was hooking up with the girl he had been dancing with since we’d gotten there. Finn was standing at another table talking to about six girls. Somehow I had a feeling he’d end up with at least two of them tonight, knowing Finn.

Angie came running over and hugged Harmony and said, “Happy twenty-first birthday, Harmony!”

Standing up, I reached for Harmony and pulled her up. “Let’s dance, old lady.”